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In a house within a home lies a room anchored by frankincense borders adorned with multicolored tiles Only one wide oatmeal beige chair ..

2:32 a.m I cried myself to sleep As I lay dying Electric waves became a precursor to my inner thoughts projecting images of me shaving..

I wasn't good for you because I loved you unhinged and that scared you You felt like you didnt deserve to be loved To be con..

I grieved bitterly at your ending for it was shortened by the nature of prejudice your legacy sweet like the sticky residue of peac..

When I look into your eyes Truth swells up inside of me and I want to tell you everything Unashamedly I would do so Just to watch..

Heaven opened the gates of clouds placing a white blanket on the shoulders of the earth painting a picture of pleasure for the ..

Some people believe in fate others call it destiny I am not a big fan of either yet While my mind had taking a journey with hope into..

A face one of many eyes etched by the ink of time she speaks through vermilion lips her words are smooth as butter but war is in he..

I watched nations rise & fall sulking in man-made calamities While sister dressed in pristine fashion yelled screaming to the top..

Her eyes were big & round the light within them shone like yellow sunflowers Her body framed with skin soft as clay of an arra..